Our platoon used to sing:
Walking down Desker Road
Knocking every door
God damn sonuvab!tch
Couldn't find a wh0re
Finally found a wh0re
She was tall and thin
God damn sonuvab!tch
Couldn't get it in
Finally got it in
Wiggled all about
God damn sonuvab!tch
Couldn't get it out
Finally got it out
It was red and sore
The moral of the story is
Never f*ck a wh0re!
Needless to say, the S3 was not very impressed - we ended up taking
the scenic route back from the cookhouse. 
